Rarity, after a subtle diplomatic incident that has happened while talking with two of her dear friends, realizes that one of her sexual distraction's most recent mainstays may not be just a temporary gimmick for titillation after all, and that there is a part of her that she had failed to properly notice until not too long ago.

Follow Rarity in her journey to self-discovery and acceptance, as she tries to find wisdom in the Greats' written works and advice in her unwilling brethens' words. To seek physical explanations in the fragmentary truth of science and spiritual answers in the litigious world of philosophy. To find comfort in speaking about her struggle with her friends, and safety in the painful- and yet socially acceptable- silence. To understand where the love ends and the illicit lust begins to reap souls...

A version of "A She-devil in Plain Sight" containing a few parts that were cut in order to fit in FimFiction's standards.

One day, a young boy gets transported from our world, to another one entirely. In this strange new world, he finds himself facing all kinds of dangers and obstacles. Not only that, but in his first few days, he finds himself falling for one pony in particular. NOTE: This is copyrighted to me and if you see any copies of this story out on the net, then it is not the orignial. I have only, and will only, upload this story to the pony fiction archive.

Manehattan, one of the largest metropolitan centers of commerce in Equestria. Inside the trenches of the large buildings ponies go about their daily lives: doing their businesses, raising their families, and even fulfilling their dreams to become something more. It seen as a utopian paradise by all artists, but every cloud has a silver lining. Rarity, one of Equestria’s leading fashion deciders and the Element of Generosity, find herself within its deceptively white walls looking to gather rare materials for a new line of dresses. However, little did the small pony know that she would bringing back so much more.

Here you go Rarico fans, a perfect 12k words of sweet goodness, as this is my first and only attempt at a clopfic. Obviously it contains 'Pure Lesbian Clop'... like most of the romantic stories here in this fandom.

"Why is it that a 'dream', that which fills our reality when we escape to the recluse of sleep, to be remembered only in that brief waking moment when we forget who, what and where we are, is the same as the 'dream' that drives one to ambition and insatiability, that ideal to which we give everything to reach and have-and to which we would not settle for anything less?"

When Rarity finally finds the prince she has always dreamed of, it came in the form of a groom to a princess's wedding. That same night, one of her friends, the prince's diametrical opposite, accidentally confesses an unbridled love in the most corrupt way possible. Torn between the dangerous pursuit of what she wants and the security of being wanted, wielding 'love' and 'lust' as her weapons, what sacrifices would Rarity give–and take–from one to the other?

This is a story of a dreamy-eyed filly who looks up to princesses and princes, to castles and chivalry, to love and romance; this is a story of an insatiable lady who refuses to let dreams remain behind the darkness of closed eyes or the illusion of sleep; a story of a passionate lover torn between what she wants and what she has always wanted; of a would-be princess who forces the devil's hand to yank the plains of heaven down the surface of the earth; of a she-fox who uproots the grape tree by sheer force of her fangs; and, of a teary-eyed witch who sits upon the throne of God if, for a second–even for just a split second, it would grant the filly's wish.